Wanting to know his name? This kid really was too young!
Of course, if he did not tell him his name, would that be a little inappropriate?
Now that he was a Siamese, Chen Mo really had to give Siamese names some thought. Should he call himself Chaka, or Billy? Hmm! Billy was better. That name sounded quite nice in Thailand too!
As he leisurely watched Yalai, Chen Mo felt a little melancholy. Lying to someone who was about to die really did feel pretty good.
"Alright! Ask!" Yalai could not feel any pain from his body, which struck him as rather strange. Both his arms and legs were gone, yet it did not hurt. What was going on? Fortunately, he did not dwell on it. He was going to die anyway, so what was the point of thinking so much?
Besides, he could tell that if he did not reveal something, the other party would never tell him his name. But Yalai also did not believe the other party could understand what he truly wanted the name for.
Using a name to track someone down, as well as using certain methods to pass information on to one's blood relatives—those methods were things no one could possibly imagine.
Yalai hardened his heart. He was already in this state, so there was no need to think about anything else. Ask away. He would answer whatever he was asked, as long as he learned the name! As for his own fate, he understood that the other party would never spare him.
"Are you a member of the Black Fire Organization?" Chen Mo asked.
"Yes!"
"Tell me, what is your status in the Black Fire Organization?" Chen Mo asked.
"I'm just a minor contact man." Yalai hesitated briefly before answering.
"You're lying!" Chen